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to Amy or spent it
somewhere else. It generally resulted in Amy getting a beating if her mother
found out the truth, but Amy continued to do it because she got away with it
more times then she got caught.
    Through all of this, Amy would also have to deal with the men
her mom would drag home from the bars. They were usually someone with the band,
only around a for a short period while the band played the bars circuit around
town. Some stayed longer than others.
    If the guy was around for more than a week, her mom would
start calling him her boyfriend, she just couldn’t be alone for long. Some of
the guys were nice and treated Amy well, but most were just losers that were
just around for the party, the sex and the free place to live.
    Many of them were violent when they were high or drunk and
would take it out on Amy’s mom. If they weren’t satisfied with beating her mom,
they would look for Amy. This didn’t happen many times before Amy was quick to
learn when to get out of the house or hide. She also picked up a few things
that she could use as a defense, pepper spray, a knife; things like that. Her
mom would always take the guys side when it did happen, she was scared to lose
them. More scared to lose them, then to see her daughter abused.
    Through these experiences, Amy learned to not trust men and
started to look for opportunities to bond with women as partial partners. Over
time, Amy had noticed how her mom’s girlfriends would always be around when the
boyfriend of the day would leave.
    They’d be there to support her mom, to be a shoulder to cry
on and someone to party with. Even though her mom’s girlfriends encouraged her
to party, they at least were people she felt she could trust and liked being
around. They were always nice to Amy, many times trying to include Amy in the
party.
    This was a positive to Amy, having friends that seemed to
care about you and their tender touch what helped Amy decide to get involved
with women.
    Amy’s mother died of liver failure when Amy turned twenty-one
and although she didn’t have much, she did leave a little something that Amy
used to get out of the apartment they had in the Taylor Heights area of town
and move to the South Charleston area where her current place was. This was a
good thing for Amy as it got her away from the people her mom used to hang out
with and stopped the occasional ex-boyfriend from knocking on the door when
they were in town.
    It was a fresh start for Amy. Something she really needed,
even if it meant that she was alone in the world.
    A short time after moving to her new place, Amy got a job at
the Get-A-Way club and over the next year she became the club manager. She
could be nice, could be tough, but always knew how to treat her clients.
    When I met her, she was the bartender and acting bar manager.
I had just got into town and was still mourning the loss of my dad and really
needed to talk with someone. I spent that night in the club pouring my heart
out to this beautiful bartender serving me drinks and I promptly got shit
faced.
    I’m pretty sure I asked her to marry me.
    I passed out and Amy took care of me. She found out where I
lived by checking my driver's license and she didn’t even steal the little
money I had left in my wallet. She was nice enough to call a cab and made sure
I got in it safely. She told the cabby where I lived and watched me get driven
away.
    Thanks to her, I didn’t spend the night in the gutter on the
side of the street and I didn’t get taken advantage of by some thief. Why she
did this is still something that Amy won’t talk about, I’ve always assumed she
was just that kind of person, someone who cared. When I ask her about, she jokingly
remarks that she should have just treated me the same way she normally treated
any drunk and just kicked my ass out the door.
    “Shelby stayed till you guys left last night because she wanted
to be with me. After cleaning up and closing the bar, we headed back to